Turbaned Poems - Poems about Turbaned

...Colors of life, fertility, sanctity fly Aromas include sweetmeats, coconut, fire There's flowers galore, honey, spices Not for meals only, but especially decoration Focus now on the bride: Vermi......Read the rest...

...In the semi-arid suburb, Medina, A high pitch of sound echoed. It dopplered through misty shrubs. A helical dawn goes tidally. The Pathfinder: stepped, deep nodded, starry-eyed, Scarfed fragr......Read the rest...

...I David Frost in the month of September Before the US opening in October (Not live, except Paul sang live throughout; But the mixed fans will thrill; even a turbaned Sikh) So if you fell weighed......Read the rest...

...IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXXI IF you pull a long lagging-behind face You deserve your copycat status in more than one way Marco Polo brought back cracker-power not to powder face Noble......Read the rest...

...Sitting on the Fence at Twilight When the sun waved good-bye in the afternoon, I’d say hello to the smiling Man in the Moon. Perching on our gray concrete fence, I’d swing my brown legs......Read the rest...

...A transparent parrot makes a very big noise when seed arrives to visit. Mr and Mrs seed have fifteen children, eleven thousand grandchildren and one great grandchild. It is interesting to note bar le......Read the rest...

...treading tales of three o clock on the morning bow Android alkaloid met a myriad of trees at a southern angle. Bacon tart it was not for a tart is touting and touting is not touring at the correct c......Read the rest...

...Years of worshipping the Sun God are changing me: the beach baby I was is no more. Sun whisperer says, Get Ready. Clear your mind. Be one of a kind. Each day he takes his marker out and claims ......Read the rest...

...Hills pull their blankets out and leave bare their naked spines permitting Junes and me to Summer there Streams must appear to Him as traveling caravans The painted leaves like prisms do wit......Read the rest...

...Bestial History Recycling by Odin Roark School years found him library prone, Glimpsing pages of barbaric times, Centuries ago where death and executioners Lived ......Read the rest...

...Hey, hey, I want to dance the *KARAGAM dance *Hey, Sham, Manu, bring pitchers from archives Fill the pitchers with water and uncooked rice As rice symbolizes food that sustain our live......Read the rest...

...The first gardening of the year maybe is small beer Tightening tired muscles digging the seven by nine, These great beetroot symphonies so divine where Rebellion rife not growing this, but ......Read the rest...

...Profiling Can Be the Best Way To Go By Elton Camp If a feeble, little old lady comes walking by Is your reaction the same if a thug you spy? If not, then it’s profiling in which you engaged A prac......Read the rest...

...The stench of gasoline and gore permeated the encampment. I am a prisoner of war And I’m held in a stinking tent that I share with a gun toting taliban soldier. His black eyes staring intently ......Read the rest...

...“Couldn’t we all just be right?” At the hind end of the elephant holding its tail; the first blind man said. “Rotten luck all of us being blind!” said the blind, seated man hugging a leg. “Perhaps......Read the rest...